There are many gifts in life —
some come as surprises,
others come as hope.
With twenty heartfelt wishes
or merely twenty blinks of an eye,
life goes too quickly by.
But the moon and I know —
you were there beside me
on my troubled shores.
You held my hand
until I could safely step away
across the moonlit bay.
In a setting sun or rising moon,
I only knew —
glimmers of who I could become.
But you . . .
You knew me intuitively
and accepted me, entirely for who I was.
I was found in our forever-wishes and talk of hope.
All for one, and one-for-all — upon this bright-blue skyday
in only a half-moon moment away!